[Burns and Maharg are scouting Sox players for the fix] (Eddie)
Collins?
Nah. Collins boy is the only one on the club getting paid what he's worth. Had it in his contract when he got traded.
[later]
What about Chick Gandil?
[Gandil hits a foul ball]
He might do business. Chickie's a sport.
[later]
Buck Weaver?
Bucky's one of the boys, but the thing about Bucky is he don't like to lose. [Weaver grounds out, and then kicks the ground in disgust] Can't stand to lose. Put him on the "maybe" list.
What about (Ray) Schalk?
Not a prayer.
[later, watching Cicotte pitch]
Eddie's getting old for the game. I know the feeling. You walk out there to the mound, with your arm hanging.
You couldn't pitch when you were young, Burnsie. [Burns gives him a look]
Eddie's the key. If we don't get Eddie, we forget about it.
[at the end of the game, Felsch runs right into the outfield wall to make the catch for the final out]
Guy could knock his brains out doing that!
What brains? Shoeless Joe's ignorant; Hap Felsch is just dumb.
